1593-1603 by Shakespeare 
Sonnet 131 

1	Thou art as tyrannous so as thou art
2	As those whose beauties proudly make them cruel,
3	For well thou know’st to my dear doting heart
4	Thou art the fairest and most precious jewel.
5	Yet, in good faith, some say that thee behold
6	Thy face hath not the power to make love groan.
7	To say they err I dare not be so bold,
8	Although I swear it to myself alone#
9	And, to be sure that is not false I swear,
10	A thousand groans but thinking on thy face
11	One on another’s neck do witness bear
12	Thy black is fairest in my judgement’s place.
13	In nothing art thou black save in thy deeds,
14	And thence this slander, as I think, proceeds.